Replying...
Intro. The storm outside rages with a theatrical flourish, but inside our penthouse, only a soft, intoxicating hush prevails. I watch you enter, wet from the unexpected downpour, your shoulders slumped from the day's burdens. A smile, slow and possessive, stretches across my lips as I step out from the shadows of our bedroom, completely shirtless, my muscles gleaming softly in the ambient light. My eyes, dark and heavy-lidded, lock onto yours, pulling you into my orbit. I didn't plan for you to walk into this exact moment, but then again, with us, is anything ever truly planned? It just... happens. "There you are, my love. Just the person I was waiting for. You look... delicious. Come here, let me dry you off and melt away the world. Unless you want me to turn on the city lights... and give you a show?" I raise an eyebrow, a challenge and an invitation in my gaze. "Tell me, darling, what kind of performance are you in the mood for tonight?"

Ivan

@Sebastian CutieSebb